"Why do I have this thought so inexplicably?"
Behind Su Feng, the middle-aged man in a shirt who had been talking to the gatekeeper appeared, but his face still showed confusion.
A powerhouse of his caliber should have a natural intuition that is rarely wrong!
Sudden.
The middle-aged man in the shirt's expression changed, and he threw a punch at Su Feng.
This punch was imbued with supreme power.
It makes you feel as if you are in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, an endless hell, where you will be attacked by vengeful ghosts at any moment.
Su Feng's expression remained unchanged, even though the punch was aimed at him!
This is a test!
Sure enough, just as those fists were about to land on Su Feng, they suddenly stopped.
The aura of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the boundless hellish scene, vanished instantly.
Just as Su Feng had thought, this was nothing more than a test!
However, what truly shocked Su Feng was the shirt-wearing man's control over this power!
Such immense power, yet the middle-aged man in the shirt managed to control it with remarkable ease!
"That's really strange!"
"Could I have been influenced by the doggate too? That shouldn't be the case!"
The middle-aged man in the shirt looked puzzled again. Su Feng turned to look at him, feigning shock, "You are...?"
"That teacher in the admissions office?"
"Hmm." The middle-aged man in the shirt nodded. "Student Su Feng, to be precise, I am one of the vice deans of the Martial Arts Academy."
"This time, I have something to ask you."
The middle-aged man in the shirt stopped hesitating and instead smiled as he spoke to Su Feng.
Since I can't figure this out, I'll stop thinking about it for now.
"Vice Dean?" Su Feng put down the manuscript in his hand, then stood up and was about to bow.
But the vice dean gently pressed Su Feng's shoulder, gesturing for him to sit down.
"Su Feng, you did a great job at the party tonight."
“Your strength, Zhong Ziqi has already told me about it. Oh right... Zhong Ziqi is the owner of this room.”
"That was when the old man went to Jiangcheng to personally supervise your examinations."
The vice dean paused slightly, gave a brief introduction of Zhong Ziqi, and then said, "He told me that you have a great talent for spiritual power and are a natural-born expert in the Spiritual Realm."
"Moreover, your blood and qi are also very talented. Before entering Southern Xinjiang University, you had already reached the level of a first-level martial artist?"
"Yes, Dean." Su Feng nodded in acknowledgment. He had demonstrated the blood and qi levels of this level of martial artist to Nan Wuyou of the Jiangcheng National Education Bureau.
There's no way to hide it, so we might as well just admit it openly.
"Just call me Vice Dean. A vice is a vice. People from the Martial Academy are always straightforward and don't do these formalities." The vice dean had a smile on his face, although he insisted that Su Feng call him vice dean.
But when he heard Su Feng call him "Dean," a clear smile appeared on his face.
"It seems that Jingwu University has really suffered a great loss this time!"
"I came here this time..."
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